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This definitely wasn’t the reaction he’d been praying for. In fact, it was exactly the opposite. He’d wanted to look into those soft, sea green eyes of hers and feel eighteen months of hurt and anger boiling into a fine rage. Or, better yet, he’d wanted to feel nothing at all.
Instead it appeared his hormones were very glad to see her. Obviously they had a different sort of memory pattern than his brain.
“Missy, are you okay?” one of the boys asked worriedly. He scowled in Cody’s direction.
“Fine,” she murmured.
The youngster, who looked all of fourteen, clearly wasn’t convinced. Just as clearly, he had a big-time crush on Melissa. “Is he a problem?” he inquired, nodding toward Cody.
Apparently the boy’s itch to slay dragons for her got her attention as nothing else had. She jerked her gaze away from Cody and smiled at the teenager.
“It’s okay, David. Cody and I have known each other a long time.” She patted his shoulder. “Thanks for cleaning up the glass, you guys. Your sodas are on me.”
“Nah, you don’t have to do that,” David said, pulling money out of his pocket and leaving it on the counter. “Right, guys?”
The other boys dutifully nodded and pulled out their own cash. Unless costs at Dolan’s had risen dramatically, they were very generous tippers, Cody noted as all of the teens departed.
“See you tomorrow,” David called back from the doorway. He lingered uncertainly for another minute, as if he couldn’t make up his mind whether Cody was to be trusted. When Melissa shot him another reassuring smile, he finally took off to catch up with his friends.
“Quite an admirer,” Cody said. “I think he was ready to mop up the floor with me.”
“David is just testing his flirting skills. I’m safer than those girls in his own class. He knows I won’t laugh at him.”
“Maybe you should. Better to hurt him now than later,” he said with unmistakable bitterness.
Melissa looked as if he’d struck her. “I’m not going to hurt him at all. He’s just a boy, Cody.” She straightened her spine and glowered at him. “Look, if you came in here just to hassle me, you can turn right around and go back wherever you came from. I don’t need the aggravation.”
Cody grinned at the bright patches of color in her cheeks. Melissa had always had a quick temper. He suddenly realized he’d missed sparring with her almost as much as he’d missing making love with her.
“Actually, I came in for a milk shake,” he said, coming to a sudden decision to play this scene all the way through. He propped his elbows on the counter. He waited until he’d caught her gaze, then lowered his voice to a seductive whisper. “A chocolate shake so thick, I’ll barely be able to suck it very, very slowly through the straw.”
The patches of color in Melissa’s cheeks deepened. She twirled around so fast it was a wonder she didn’t knock a few more pieces of glassware onto the floor with the breeze she stirred.
With her rigid back to him, Cody was able to observe her at his leisure. Her snug, faded jeans fit her cute little butt like a glove. That much hadn’t changed, he noted with satisfaction. With every stretch, the cropped T-shirt she wore kept riding up to bare an intriguing inch or so of a midriff so perfect that it could make a man weep. Her long dark hair with its shimmering red highlights had been scooped up in a saucy ponytail that made her look a dozen years younger than the twenty-seven he knew she was.
And, to his very sincere regret, she made him every bit as hard now as she had as a teenager. He squirmed in a wasted effort to get more comfortable on the vinyl-covered stool.
When she finally turned back, she plunked his milk shake onto the counter with such force half of it sloshed out of the tall glass. Apparently she wasn’t entirely immune to him, either, and she wasn’t one bit happier about the discovery.
She grabbed up a dishrag and began scrubbing the opposite side of the counter, her back to him. Given the energy she devoted to the task, the surface was either very dirty or she was avoiding him.
“So, how’ve you been?” Cody inquired, managing the nonchalant tone with supreme effort.
“Fine,” she said tersely, not even glancing around.
He frowned. Why the hell was she acting like the injured party here? She was the one who’d cheated on him. Getting her to meet him halfway became an irresistible challenge.
“How are you, Cody? It’s been a long time,” he coached.
She turned and glared. “Why are you here?” she demanded instead.
He could have shot back a glib retort, but he didn’t. He actually gave the question some thought. He considered the teasing he’d gotten from Jordan and Luke. He considered his own undeniable curiosity. He even considered the size of his ego, which had found being cheated on damned hard to take. The bottom line was, he had no idea what had drawn him across the street and into the drugstore.
“I don’t know,” he finally admitted.
Apparently it was the right answer because her lush, kissable mouth curved into a smile for the first time since she’d spotted him at the counter.
“You mean to tell me that there’s something that actually stymies the brilliant, confident Cody Adams?”
He nodded slowly. “It surprises the dickens out of me, too.”
She leaned back against the counter, her elbows propped behind her. It was a stance that drew attention to her figure, though Cody doubted she was aware of it.
“You planning on sticking around?” she asked.
“A few more days, just till Daddy’s got his feet back under him again.” It was the same response he’d given everyone who’d asked. Now that he was right here with Melissa in front of him, though, he wondered if she might not be the one person who could change his mind.
At the mention of his father, her expression immediately filled with concern. “It must be horrible for him.”
“It is.”
“And the rest of you?”
“We’re doing okay. Mostly we’re worried about Daddy. He adored Mother. It’s going to be lonely as hell for him with her gone.”
“I’m surprised you’re not staying, then.”
He shook his head. “There’s nothing for me here anymore,” he said automatically, refusing to concede that he had evidence to the contrary in the tightening of his groin at the first sight of her.
She actually blanched at his harsh words. “I’m sorry,” she whispered, looking shaken. “What about White Pines? You always loved it. You were building your whole future around running that ranch.”
She was right about that. He’d fought tooth and nail to get Harlan to trust him with the running of the ranch. He’d spent his spare time building his own house on the property just to make the point that, unlike Luke or Jordan, he never intended to leave. Then in a matter of seconds after catching Melissa with Brian, he’d thrown it all away.
Now, rather than addressing his longing to be working that land again, he shoved those feelings aside and clung instead to the bitterness that had sent him away.
“There’s no way I can stay here now,” he said, unable to prevent the accusing note that had crept into his voice. “You ruined it for me.”
Melissa swallowed hard, but she kept her gaze on him steady. Some part of him admired her for not backing down.
“Maybe we should talk about what happened, Cody. Maybe if we could put it behind us, you’d change your mind about staying. Your decision to stay or go shouldn’t have anything to do with me.”
Talk about finding her in the arms of his best friend? Analyze it and pick it apart, until his emotions were raw? Cody practically choked on the idea. Once he got started on that subject, he doubted the conversation would remain polite or quiet. Eli would be bolting out from behind the prescription counter and Mabel, whom he’d spotted lurking over toward the cosmetics, would get a blistering earful.
No, he absolutely did not want to talk about the past. Or the present. And most definitely not about the bleak, lonely future he’d carved out for himself.
He slid off the stool and backed up a step. “There’s nothing to say,” he said, hoping his tone and his demeanor were forbidding enough to keep Melissa silent. He slapped a five on the counter, then tipped his hat.
“It’s been a pleasure,” he said in a tone that declared just the opposite.
He had made it almost to the door when he heard a soft gasp of dismay behind him. He stepped aside just as Velma Horton opened the door and pushed a stroller inside. His gaze went from Velma’s shocked expression to the chubby-cheeked little girl who promptly reached her arms up toward him, a thoroughly engaging smile on her face. He stared at the toddler in stunned silence, then pivoted slowly to stare at Melissa. Her face was ashen, removing any doubt at all that the baby was hers.
For the second time in a matter of minutes Cody felt as if he’d been hit below the belt. He could count backward as quickly as anyone in Texas. That darling little girl with the big eyes and innocent smile looked to be a year old, which meant she was Brian’s.
His blood felt like ice water in his veins, but he forced himself to walk back toward the soda fountain. “I see congratulations are in order,” he said so politely it made his teeth ache. “Your daughter is beautiful.”
“Thank you,” Melissa said so softly that he could barely hear her.
“I guess you and Brian were meant to be, after all,” he said, then turned on his heel and bolted for the door before he made an absolute idiot of himself.
He brushed past Velma and the baby without giving them a second glance. Damn, Melissa! She’d turned him inside out again. For a fleeting moment he’d actually wondered if he could put the past behind him and move on, maybe get something going with her again since his body was as hot for her now as it had been eighteen months ago. He’d allowed old feelings to stir to life, indulged in a few quick and steamy fantasies.
One look at that baby had shattered any possibility of that. He should have known that Melissa and Brian were together. He should have guessed that the betrayal was more serious than the one-night stand he’d tried desperately to convince himself it was. He should have realized that neither of them would have cheated on him for anything less than powerful emotions they couldn’t control. He should have given them credit for that much at least. He couldn’t make up his mind, though, if that should make him feel better or worse.
It wasn’t until he was back at White Pines, riding hell-bent for leather across the open land trying to work off his anger and his pain that he stopped to wonder why Jordan and Luke would have set him up for such a terrible sucker punch. Couldn’t they just have told him and saved him the anguish of making a fool of himself over Melissa all over again?
Instead they had taunted him into going into Dolan’s. They had poked and prodded at all of his old feelings for Melissa until he could no longer ignore them. Would they have done that if they’d known about Brian? If they’d known about the baby? Harlan had done his share of nudging, too. He’d been the first to plant the seed about finding Melissa at Dolan’s.
It didn’t make a lick of sense. How could they not have known? It was a small town. Harlan sure as hell knew everything that went on. And yet they had sent him like a lamb to slaughter, straight back to Melissa.
He reined in his horse and sat for a long time contemplating the possibilities. For once in his life he was oblivious to the raw beauty of the land surrounding him. Since he knew damned well his brothers weren’t cruel, their actions had to mean something. At the very least, he’d bet that Melissa and Brian weren’t married, after all. At the most…
He thought of that cute little girl who’d practically begged him to pick her up.
He didn’t even want to consider the astonishing, incredible idea that had just popped into his head. What if she was his? What if he was actually a father?
He tried the idea on for size and realized that a silly grin had spread across his face. A father? Yes, indeed, the possibility fit as well as those tight little jeans had caressed Melissa’s fanny.
Then his grin faded as he considered all the time he’d lost if it were true. If that little girl was his, he resolved there was going to be hell to pay.
Chapter Four
Melissa stood over Sharon Lynn’s crib and stared down at her sleeping child. The baby’s cheeks were flushed, her dark blond hair curling damply against her chubby neck. Her blue nightshirt was sprinkled with tiny yellow ducks. A larger, stuffed duck was cuddled next to her. It had been her favorite toy ever since she’d been to a duck pond a few months before. She refused to go to bed without it.
A smile curved Melissa’s lips as she watched her baby and fought the desperate need to pick her up, to cling to her. She hadn’t been able to let her daughter out of her sight since that terrible moment in the drugstore when Cody had come face-to-face with his child. In that instant her heart had ricocheted wildly and her breath had caught in her throat as she’d waited for him to recognize Sharon Lynn as his, just as Jordan had the very first time he’d spotted her. She’d almost been grateful that the decision to tell Cody or not to tell him had been taken out of her hands.
But instead of promptly recognizing the baby as his, Cody had clearly leapt to the conclusion that someone else was the father. Given the cold glint in his eyes when he’d stepped back to the counter to congratulate her in a voice devoid of emotion and his comment about her relationship with Brian having been meant to be, he must have assumed the father was Brian Kincaid. It was a further complication in an already complicated situation.
She sighed as she considered the terrible mess she had made of things. She should have told Cody everything straight off, right then and there, but her mother’s terrified expression and her earlier dire warnings had kept Melissa silent, too fearful of the consequences of blurting out the truth.
She couldn’t imagine what her life would be like without her baby. As difficult as things had gotten after she’d learned she was pregnant, there had never been a single instant when she’d regretted having Cody’s child. Every time she looked into that precious face, she saw a miracle that she and Cody had created together. Beyond that biological tie, however, Cody had no right at all to claim his child. She was the only parent Sharon Lynn had ever known. If only she could keep it that way.
Unfortunately, though, there was no way the truth could be kept hidden forever. Cody had already seen his daughter. His brother knew that Sharon Lynn was Cody’s. Sooner or later the pieces of the puzzle would come together, and when they did, she didn’t have a doubt in her mind what Cody’s reaction would be. If he’d been furious when he’d thought she was cheating on him with his best friend, he would destroy her when he found out about the baby she’d kept from him. Maybe he wouldn’t fight her for custody as her mother feared, but he would make her life into the hell she deserved for deceiving him in the first place.
She rubbed her knuckles against Sharon Lynn’s soft skin and sighed again. There was so much of Cody in her daughter. She had the same stubborn tilt to her chin, the same dark blond hair that streaked with gold in the summer sun. And, for the most part, she had the same sunny disposition and laughing eyes Cody had had before he thought Melissa had betrayed him.
It had hurt today to glimpse the old teasing Cody, only to see him vanish in the space of a heartbeat at the first mention of the past. When he’d walked out of Dolan’s, her heart had been heavy with the burden of guilt and fear.
“I have to be the one to tell him,” she whispered finally, her fingers caressing that precious cheek. “I have to tell your daddy all about you.”
Maybe by revealing the truth herself, before he learned it from someone else, she would have some small chance of earning his forgiveness. They could work out a solution together.
Tomorrow, she vowed. First thing tomorrow afternoon when she got off work, she would drive out to White Pines and tell Cody everything. And then she would pray that it didn’t cost her the only person on earth she held dear.
* * *
Too restless to stay in one place for long as he contemplated how to go about discovering whether Melissa’s baby was his, Cody drove over to visit Jordan and Kelly. Six-year-old Dani was always a distraction and he just might get a chance to hold that nephew of his. He had a hunch it would be a bittersweet sensation given what he suspected about Melissa’s child being his own.
“Uncle Cody!” Dani screamed when she caught sight of him. She ran and leapt into his arms, planting kisses all over his face. “I really, really missed you.”
The weight of her in his arms, the peppermint-sticky kisses, filled him with nostalgia and accomplished exactly what he’d hoped for. “I really missed you, too, pumpkin. I’m sorry I didn’t get to take those kittens you had for me awhile back.”
She patted his cheek consolingly. “That’s okay. Francie had more. Want to see? One is all black with a white nose. I think you’ll really, really like him.”
He grinned. “I bet I will,” he agreed. “We’ll go see him later.”
“We’d better go now,” Dani protested. “Later it will be my bedtime.”
“Give me a few minutes inside to say hello to your mom,” he negotiated. “I’m sure it won’t be your bedtime then.”
Dani braced her hands against his chest, leaned back in his arms and studied him intently. “You promise you won’t leave without going to see the kittens?”
“I promise,” he said, solemnly crossing his heart as he put her down.
“Okay,” she said cheerfully, and ran toward the house screaming, “Mommy, Uncle Cody’s here and he says he’s going to take one of Francie’s kittens.”
“Thank goodness,” Kelly called back as she emerged from the house, a grin on her face. “Conned you again, huh?”
He chuckled. “If you’re not careful, that child of yours is going to be the biggest scam artist in the entire United States.”
“I prefer to think she’ll have a career in diplomacy or maybe negotiating strike settlements,” Kelly said. “Come on in. Jordan’s still at the office, but he should be home soon.”
His sister-in-law surveyed him closely. “How are you? You look lousy.”
“Obviously Dani isn’t the only one in the family with a silver tongue.”
Kelly didn’t bat an eye. “Did you see Melissa today?”
“I’m sure you know perfectly well that your husband and Luke badgered me into it.”
“They said they were going to try. I wasn’t sure if it had worked.”
“I saw her,” he admitted. “And her baby.” He watched closely for Kelly’s reaction. She remained expressionless.
“I see,” she said blandly, keeping her attention focused on the vegetables she was chopping. “How did it go?”
Cody thought she was working awfully darned hard to feign disinterest. “Fine for the first few minutes, ugly after that.”
“Oh, Cody,” she protested softly. “Isn’t it time you settled things with her and came home for good?”
Suddenly he didn’t want to pursue the topic. He needed a break from it. They could get into it again when Jordan got home. Hopefully his brother would have answers that Kelly couldn’t or wouldn’t give him.
“I don’t want to talk about Melissa right now. First I want to catch a glimpse of that brand new baby boy of yours,” he declared just as Jordan came in and dropped a kiss on his wife’s cheek.
“Hey, little brother, what brings you by?” Jordan asked, sneaking a carrot from the pile Kelly had just cut up.
“He’s going to take a kitten,” Dani chimed in. “Can we go see them now, Cody? It’s later.”
Since going to see the kittens would keep him from having to deal with the subject of Melissa and her baby a little longer, Cody stood and headed for the kitchen door. Dani tucked her hand in his.
“You should probably take two kittens,” she said on the way out. “One might get lonely.”
“Listen, young lady, I said one kitten,” he protested over the sound of Kelly and Jordan’s laughter.
“But you were going to take two last time.” Apparently she caught his stern expression because she gave a little shrug of resignation. “I bet you’ll change your mind when you see them.”
A half hour later he was back in the kitchen with two kittens in a box. Dani had been giving him very precise instructions on caring for them ever since they’d left the barn. Kelly’s expression turned smug when she saw him.
“You are pitiful,” Jordan said, shaking his head. “Is there a female on the face of the earth you can resist?”
“Who are you kidding?” Cody shot back, gesturing to the big tomcat that was curled in Jordan’s lap purring contentedly. “You always hated cats and now you’re surrounded by them. I don’t hear you complaining.”
“You may not hear it,” Kelly said, “but it is almost the last thing I hear every single night. He says ‘Good night, I love you, no more cats,’ all in one breath.”
“I do not,” Jordan said, dislodging the cat and pulling Kelly onto his lap.
Cody listened to their banter and watched their undisguised affection with envy. Until he’d lost Melissa he’d never thought he wanted marriage and kids. He’d been as commitment-phobic as any one of those jerks who made the rounds of the talk shows. Ironically, ever since their breakup, all he’d been able to think about was settling down and having kids. He’d deliberately isolated himself in Wyoming so he’d be far from the temptation to try something at which he knew he’d inevitably fail.
After all, he hadn’t appreciated Melissa when he’d had her and she was as sexy and generous, as kind and intelligent, as any woman he’d ever known. He’d had a roving eye, just the same. He’d taken her for granted, which everyone in the family had accused him of doing at one time or another. He suspected he’d do the same with a wife. What was the point of ruining some woman’s life for his own selfish longing to have just a taste of the kind of love Jordan and Luke had found?
“How long are you sticking around? Have you told your boss when you’ll be back in Wyoming?” Jordan asked after Kelly insisted Cody stay for dinner.
Kelly dished up a serving of stew for him and lingered at his shoulder. “You are not going back until after J.J. is baptized,” she said emphatically.
Cody glanced up at her. “When is that again?”
“Next weekend, which you know perfectly well. I sent you an invitation. We’re going ahead with it. Harlan insisted.”
Something in his expression must have given him away because she frowned. “You ripped it up, didn’t you?”
Cody recalled the scattered pieces of the pretty blue invitation and felt a tide of red rising in his cheeks. Was the woman a damned witch?
“Of course not,” he fibbed.
The response drew a disbelieving snort. “So you’ll be here at least that long,” she said.
Cody had a feeling once he learned the truth about Melissa’s baby, he wouldn’t be able to get away from Texas fast enough. He’d need to cool his temper for a good long while before confronting her with what he knew. He’d also need time to make up his mind exactly what he wanted to do about the baby she’d kept from him. He intended to learn that truth in the next twenty-four hours.
“Sorry,” he said eventually. “I can’t promise to stay that long.”
Kelly glanced at Jordan, then back at him. “Your brothers said you were going to say no,” she said.
“I had no idea I was so predictable.”
“Lately you are,” his sister-in-law said. “Lately, you’ve gotten downright boring.”
He gave her a wry look. “More of that fatal charm, I see.”
Kelly frowned at his teasing. “What if I told you that Jordan and I want you to be the baby’s godfather?”
Something deep inside him shifted at the offer. He felt an unexpected warm glow. It was a feeling he told himself he didn’t deserve, especially not if he had a real child of his own he’d never even acknowledged.
“I’d say you made a lousy choice,” he responded.
“I told you he wouldn’t even be gracious about it,” Jordan chimed in. “Leave him be, Kelly. He’s as stubborn as the rest of us when he digs in his heels. He’ll change his mind, if we let the idea simmer long enough.”
“I won’t change my mind,” Cody said. “Sorry.”
“You say that a lot these days,” Jordan observed.
“Maybe I have a lot to be sorry for.”
“Well, this is one thing you can check off the list,” Jordan said.
He spoke in that matter-of-fact way that indicated he’d reached a decision and wanted no further argument. It was a tactic that might have served him well in business, but it grated on Cody’s nerves.
“I want you here, little brother,” Jordan stated emphatically. “And I want you to be the baby’s godfather. It’s settled.”
Despite his annoyance at Jordan’s attempt to snatch the decision out of his hands, Cody could feel himself weakening, feel that odd, empty sensation in the pit of his stomach that always meant the loneliness was taking hold again.
“Did you check it out at the church?” he inquired lightly. “They’ll probably be worried about lightning hitting the steeple if I show my hide in there.”
“There was some mention of that, but I believe there’s a general consensus that your soul is still salvageable,” Kelly said. “Please, Cody. We’ve missed you. It’s only for a few days more. How bad can that be?”
A few days, one hour, any time at all would be hell, especially if he discovered in the meantime that he had a baby of his own. Still, Cody had never been able to resist his sister-in-law. Kelly had been coaxing him into trouble since they were toddlers. Jordan had been too stuffy even at seven to fall in with some of her more outrageous mischief, though there had never been a doubt in anyone’s mind that Jordan was the one she loved.
“I’ll stick around,” he said eventually. “Long enough to get that nephew of mine in good graces with the Lord. Then I’m heading right back out. Understood?”
“Understood,” Kelly said meekly.
Kelly meek? Every alarm bell in him went off. Before he could get too caught up in trying to figure out her angle, she was gone. He was left alone with Jordan, while Kelly went upstairs to tuck Dani into bed. Suddenly the questions that had been tormenting him earlier in the day could no longer be ignored.
“Kelly mentioned that you saw Melissa and her little girl today, after you left Luke and me,” Jordan said, his gaze fixed on Cody’s face.
The comment gave him the perfect opening. “Why didn’t you warn me?” Cody asked, trying to keep the anger out of his voice. “You knew about the baby, didn’t you?”
Jordan sighed, then nodded. “I saw her once, about eight months ago. She was just a baby.” He scanned Cody’s face as if looking for answers. “What did you think when you saw her?”
“I figured Melissa and Brian had more going for them than I’d realized. I figured they were a happy little family now.” Cody threw out the possibility to gauge his brother’s reaction. If Jordan knew anything different, he’d find it out now.
The color washed out of Jordan’s face. “Did you say that to Melissa?”
“More or less,” he admitted. “Along with offering her my congratulations.”
“What did she say?”
“Nothing.”
“I see.”
Cody lost patience for the game. He knew darned well that Jordan knew more than he was saying. He could see it in his eyes. His brother was looking everywhere in the kitchen except directly at him.
“You might as well spit it out,” he told him finally.
“What?”
“Whatever has you looking like you’d rather be in Kansas.”
A faint grin tugged at Jordan’s mouth. “Maybe Houston, not Kansas,” he said. He sighed. “How good a look did you get at the child?”
“Good enough,” Cody said. He sensed that Jordan wanted him to reach a different conclusion than he’d just offered all on his own. He sucked in a deep breath. “She’s mine, isn’t she?”
Once Cody had actually spoken the words out loud, Jordan nodded, confirming everything.
Cody’s heart pounded. An uncommon mix of hope and dismay swirled through him. “You know that for sure?”
“I saw it right off,” Jordan admitted. “She was the spitting image of your baby pictures. I confronted Melissa about it straight out.”
Cody felt an icy chill settle over him as Jordan’s earlier comment came back to him. He stood and leaned down to look his brother in the eye. “And that was when? About eight months ago, you said?”
“Yes,” Jordan replied softly.
“And Melissa confirmed your suspicions right then and there?” he demanded, the hurt and anger of yet another betrayal slamming through him.
“Yes.”
“Damn you, Jordan,” he snapped, backing up to prevent slamming a fist in his brother’s face. “How could you do that to me? How could you keep a secret like that? Didn’t you think I had a right to know? Or was this another one of those big-brother-knows-best decisions?”
“She pleaded with me not to tell you,” Jordan said simply.
Cody stared at him incredulously. “And your loyalty was with her and not me?”
“Why the hell do you think I’ve done everything in my power to get you back here? I didn’t want to lay this on you when you were in Wyoming. I wanted you here, so you could see for yourself. I didn’t want you to accuse me or her of making it up just to get you back here.”
Cody wasn’t buying it. “No, you were more concerned with keeping your promise to a woman who betrayed me than you were with doing what was right—giving me a chance to know my own child.” He turned on his heel and headed for the door, the box of kittens in tow. “I can’t believe you would do something like this. Maybe family loyalty doesn’t mean anything once you’re a big corporate executive. Is that it, big brother?”
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